The new Neigbor

when Henry made an unexpected appearance. All of the women gasped when the big man strode up to them with a friendly 'good morning'. Perfect white teeth shone in a hearty smile, contrasting sharply with his dark skin. Three pairs of eyes were on him as the tall, muscular black man strode purposely towards them. At least for the sake of appearances, Henry was dressed no better than they, wearing a well used tank top and running shorts. It wasn't what they were wearing that was of most concern to the women, however. None of them had ever really gotten a good look at the bulging muscles of the new neighbor's body, and here he was, in the flesh. With such an imposing masculine specimen before them, it was no wonder that all three women were self conscious about their own appearance in front of him.

Despite their initial shock and uneasiness, all three women recovered rather quickly, and they enjoyed the company of their new bus stop companion. Belatedly, they learned that more often than not Henry would be the one dropping off the kids in the morning. His presence wasn't unwelcome, of course, all three were suppressing outright attraction to the big man. Rather it was a change in their well established morning routine, and it was one that was going to take them time to get used to. The most obvious one became clear the next morning. While Henry made his way out to the corner unashamedly in his workout clothes, all three women were more or less suitably dressed to be seen by a member of the opposite sex. More importantly, all three had taken time to do their hair and make up. Henry found this quite amusing, and after they watched the bus leave he chuckled to himself as he started a morning jog. This was unexpected, but it gave all three a good look at his physique as he pounded pavement away from them. That afternoon, as they shared their usual lunch and gossip session, it was no surprise what the number one topic was.

They all agreed that he was quite an impressive figure, there was no doubt about that. They also couldn't believe that they had been blind sided by his appearance, and for that they jokingly blamed Nicki. She was a busybody, after all, and her yard backed right up to Henry's. In her own defense, she offered that she had been just as unkempt as the rest of them had been that morning at the bus stop. When Sheri tried to counter with the argument that Nicki had at least gotten her make up on, Nicki pointed out that she was always made up, no matter what she was doing. Sheri and Rosemarie didn't have a response for that, and the conversation returned to their discussion of Henry. On this, Sheri and Nicki dominated the conversation, which wasn't all that unusual, although Rosemarie did pipe in from time to time. They kept their talk tame, even though it wasn't hard to imagine what their new neighbor's physique must be like. Nicki was bold enough to wonder out loud how hard he could fuck, and that comment drew nervous titters from her friends. Neither Sheri nor Rosemarie professed any knowledge of what a well built stud like Henry could do, at least not as openly as Nicki. That left her somewhat embarrassed, but not overly so. Out of the three of them she was recognized as the wildest one when it came to past experiences so it wasn't really a surprise that she would make her feelings known. Henry was truly a male specimen to behold, and that was that as they continued to talk about him in a somewhat more subdued manner. What they really felt about him they all kept to themselves, even the closest of friends have their secrets.

As the days went on, and Henry was still the hot topic, it was fitting that Nicki showed the most outward interest in him. This was true not only at the bus stop, but whenever the three women got together as well. Nicki always found a way to bring Henry up in casual conversations, and sought to include him as the group talked while waiting for the bus as well. Like the others, she kept it friendly enough, but as Henry opened up more to them, Nicki started to tease a little more. Soon, her morning talks with Henry grew overtly flirtatious, and her dress more provocative. Naturally, after the first morning, not a day went by when the girls would go out in at least shorts and a top. While it wasn't necessarily something they'd go out shopping in, it was a lot less casual than the bathrobes that greeted Henry that first morning. Additionally, more make up could be seen that early in the day as well, but it was only a permanent fixture on Nicki. The least change was seen in Rosemarie, she tended to fix herself up a bit more each morning, but the sun dresses she was famous throughout the neighborhood for still remained. Nicki's closeness with Henry affected her clothing choices as well as their friendship grew. What had started with casual T-shirts and shorts progressed to skimpy tops and short shorts. Fortunately, the warm weather held, and she was able to get away dressing like that with little undue attention. Nicki knew that she had caught Henry's eye on more than one occasion, and that suited her just fine. After a few days of her brazenly waving her perky breasts and hot little rear at Henry, Sheri stepped in. She too was starting to wear more revealing outfits, although her petite frame couldn't hope to match Nicki's sexy curves. Instead, as an instigator, she challenged Nicki to go jogging with Henry one time, or at least suggest it if she was going to continue her flirty ways. It was a challenge Nicki could hardly walk away from.

Henry jogged or worked out each and every morning, that much was certain. It wasn't hard to figure out his every other day pattern either, the only trouble was that no one knew where he went for either activity. At first, they didn't want to ask and seem obvious about it, but there proved to be no other way. A few days after Sheri's challenge to Nicki, the subject of jogging was brought up, and Henry nonchalantly mentioned that he usually ran over to a local park and used a fairly popular jogging trail. Nicki noted that she often tried that, but it was usually too busy for her liking. Henry responded by saying that it was nearly deserted during the week, at least in the mornings when he went, and invited her along. This left the other two women speechless as they watched Nicki maneuver Henry right where she wanted him. Together, they agreed to go try the trail the next day when he went jogging. In all fairness to Nicki, Henry had extended the offer to all of them, but she was the only one who seemed interested. Nevertheless, the girls all knew what they'd be talking about until then. The speculation began that very afternoon, at lunch.

"What are you going to do?" demanded Sheri as Nicki sat herself down. She had been dying to know this ever since that morning, but Nicki had excused herself as soon as Henry disappeared back into his house.

Nicki gave her a demure little smile before responding, "Oh, I don't know, I guess I'll have to figure it out."

"And just how are you going to do that?" came Sheri's pointed response.

"I don't know yet," replied Nicki as she sat down. "Who knows, maybe I won't tell and you'll just have to keep guessing."

"Oh, come on. We all know you're not going to fuck him," started Sheri. That statement caused Rosemarie to raise her eyebrows. Under the table, she unconsciously started to rub her thighs together at the thought. It was unseen to Sheri, but Nicki shot Rosemarie a wink. "So it'll just be a big tease, what's the fuss over that?"

Nicki was coy with her answer. "We'll just have to see now, won't we?" With answers like that, Nicki was able to fend off all further speculation on what she had in mind. Only she knew for sure what was going to happen, and even that would depend on Henry as well. Still, she didn't mind letting the others mull their own ideas around, truthfully she reveled in knowing what they did not.

The next morning, the stakes at the bus stop were raised, and everyone knew it. As soon as Nicki made her way out there, she took one look at Sheri and knew what her friend was up to. Sheri just casual waved 'hello' when she saw Nicki, and continued a rather animated conversation with Henry. He was nodding along politely, but as anyone could see, his eyes were clearly distracted. From as far away as her front porch, Nicki saw that Sheri was wearing the skimpiest pair of shorts she'd ever seen on her. They were so small and tight, Nicki was almost certain Sheri had taken them out of her daughter's wardrobe. As Sheri turned, Nicki could see the curve of her ass jutting out from below, and from her own experience she knew that the crotch had to be so tight that Henry could probably see the outline of Sheri's cunt as well. That is, if he was looking down there, for the top Sheri had chosen was an eye catcher as well. It was a T-shirt, or at least it had started life as one. The bottom half of the white cotton had been torn away, exposing Sheri's trim belly beneath its ragged edge. Much the same treatment had been applied to the sleeves, which served to accentuate Sheri's great muscle tone. Henry's eyes probably weren't drawn to that, however. The neckline of the T-shirt had been torn away as well, scooping down deep over Sheri's cleavage. While she wasn't as well endowed as either Rosemarie or Nicki, her perky breasts formed a nice deep valley, and her hard nipples poking through the thin cotton were evidence enough that Sheri had neglected to wear a bra. That seemed to be a catching trend, for as Nicki joined the group, she could see that Rosemarie's trademark sun dress showed more cleavage than any other had before and hard nipples were straining against its fabric as well.

Despite the fact that her friends were dressed as seductively as they could manage, Nicki knew she was going to have no trouble at all in attracting Henry's attention. Already he was looking over his new jogging partner, and a slight smile from him told Nicki all that she needed to know. For a change, she was the one with the least amount of cleavage showing as she was wearing a tight fitting jog bra. Nothing had gone on over it though, and her well defined upper body had always drawn its share of admiring glances. The brunette had always sported a larger bust than Sheri, and even when confined within her bra it drew attention. Nicki's choice of running shorts was another matter. Tight fitting black spandex bike shorts looked more like they'd been sprayed onto Nicki's body as they conformed to every curve she had to offer. While Henry eyed the new arrival up, he realized that no panty line marred her appearance. Gorgeous legs were bared beneath those shorts, and Henry couldn't wait until the bus came and he could watch those legs in action. It wasn't long before they saw their charges boarding the big yellow bus, although it wasn't soon enough for Nicki and Henry as they had to endure the gentle ribbing from their friends while they waited. Nothing too blatant was said, as it was all in good fun. Nicki had even managed to excuse herself from their normal lunch together, that drew its own comments, which she took in stride. Soon enough she was jogging towards the park alongside of Henry. Only Sheri calling out that she couldn't wait to work out with him the next day made Nicki look back, but only for a moment before she turned and raced to catch up with him.

From behind, Nicki could see the bulging muscles of Henry's well developed legs propelling him along. He was wearing a typical pair of loose fitting running shorts, leaving Nicki to wonder what was concealed within. From the rest of Henry's build, she had a good idea. He was rather tall, not unduly so, and every fiber of his being seemed to radiate strength. Nicki caught up with him as they turned into the park, and she occasionally took a sidelong glance at the figure beside her. Powerfully built arms pumped in rhythm as he ran, and his dark skin glistened as they made their way down the jogging path. All in all, Henry was a fine specimen of malehood, no matter the color of his skin, but Nicki had always harbored a secret longing for men like him. She had always been a sucker for a well built figure, there could be no mistake about that. On several occasions in her past, however, she had been afforded the opportunity to take a black lover, and those experiences were burned deep into her mind. She often wondered why none of those relationships had ever worked out, but eventually wrote it all off to fate. In the here and now she was running alongside one of the finest male bodies she'd ever laid eyes on, and she knew she had already earned the jealousy of her friends. Unbeknownst to Nicki, they'd all shared similar thoughts about Henry, but propriety dictated that they forever maintain their silence. That was something Nicki could do, but as the jog grew longer she began to tire out. Her pace slowed, and Henry followed suit, finally coming to a stop with her in a secluded clearing beneath a copse of trees. Here some additional work stations had been added to the jogging path, and it made a natural place for them to take a rest.

Nicki didn't really have all that much experience with workout stations like these, nevertheless she did read the instructions that were posted on a sign nearby and gave them a try. This was to Henry's great delight, for her bending and stretching left her in some rather alluring positions. When she bent completely over one of the stations, he could hardly contain himself as the gorgeous curve of her bottom lay tantalizingly out of reach. All of these moves were calculated on Nicki's part, as was the friendly banter as he complimented her fine figure. She let him run with that for a bit, returning her admiration of his physique as well. Along with that, Nicki overtly ogled Henry as he did a few stretching exercises to stay limber, stroking his ego even more. Her lustful gaze was unmistakable, and Henry played right into her hands when he doffed his muscle shirt before flexing. Nicki bit down on a finger as she watched him, and her legs rubbed together as he approached. Her tongue briefly graced her lips as she returned his smile, then lamented how unfair it was that he be allowed to continue bare chested while she was concealed in her jog bra.

"Oh, but I've seen plenty of you, make no mistake about it," replied Henry as he took a seat near Nicki.

"I hope you enjoyed it," said Nicki as she squirmed around where she was sitting. Her legs were splayed apart now, giving Henry an unobstructed view of her thighs and more, after all, the spandex didn't hide what lay beneath. His eyes were drawn to the movement, but nothing could prepare him for what Nicki would do next. "You know," she said, looking around to ensure that they were alone. "It's not fair that you can keep your shirt off and I can't even adjust this damn thing," continued Nicki as she tugged at her bra. "You don't mind if I adjust, do you?"

The question was rhetorical. Before Henry could even say 'Go ahead', Nicki pulled the constricting garment up over her head and tossed it aside. Clearly she didn't have adjusting it in mind. A look in Henry's direction was rewarded with a flash of a smile, and Nicki slid down off her perch to approach him. His eyes were locked on her gorgeous breasts as they jiggled free of any confinement while she made her way to him. Rosy pink nipples protruded from her aureole, and the soft mounds had a certain bounce to them with each step Nicki took. Henry swiveled in his seat to face her, but a hand placed gently on his muscular chest stopped him from getting up. Up out of his seat anyway, for as Nicki closed in on him, his own hands reached out to caress the beautiful form of her half naked body. She shivered slightly as strong fingers caressed and teased her breasts, and she paused for a moment to savor the big man's touch. He was surprisingly gently, no doubt from a wealth of experience as he fondled the white woman's breasts, and Nicki's own experience showed as well. Sure his touch felt wonderful as he continued to tease her, but ever since she had laid eyes on him Nicki had one goal in mind. With that thought, she pushed herself forward until she was between Henry's spread knees, and then got down on her own. With a little guidance from Nicki, Henry's hands moved free from her breasts and back down to support his own weight. Despite his strength, Henry would need the leverage, for Nicki's hands were in the waistline of his shorts, tugging them down and freeing his cock. Even though he was partially aroused from watching her impromptu striptease, Henry still had a little way to go before he was fully erect. That was something Nicki set out to accomplish as she lowered her head towards him, finally darting out a tongue to lick the tip of his massive black shaft.

As soon as Nicki's warm, soft tongue caressed it, Henry's cock started to harden even faster. She was using expert strokes with just the tip of her tongue to caress the head of his dick. Nicki ran her tongue in tight little circles around the very tip of Henry's cock, waiting for him to stiffen up even more. It didn't take too long. He ran his hand through her dark brown hair while he watched her slipping more and more of his cock into her mouth. Finally, Nicki pursed her lips together around his shaft and slowly started to suck. Her movements were gradual and slow as she took as much of Henry's thick, long cock into her mouth. Nicki's eyes stayed locked on his as her cheeks hollowed from her sucking, before they bulged out as she took his dick all the way inside. Nicki had sucked quite a few cocks in her day, and her reputation as a wild woman was quite valid. Still, she knew that Henry's cock was one of the biggest she'd ever had, and she was determined to make the most of it. Her hands started stroking him as soon as she realized that there was no way she'd be able to deep throat that monster, but neither one of them seemed to mind. Instead, Nicki rhythmically pumped her mouth and hand up and down on Henry's cock, savoring every moment of it. He was certainly enjoying her blow job as well, there was nothing like watching a hard black cock gliding so easily into a white woman's mouth. Just as Henry was about to close his eyes in utter delight, Nicki threw him another curve.
Her mouth and hands were fully involved in sucking on Henry, that was rather obvious. On one of her up strokes, however, Nicki paused for a moment, even though she knew Henry was nowhere near cumming yet. She could see the brief moment of concern in his eyes as he wondered if she was having second thoughts about sucking him, but in another instant, Henry knew all was well. Nicki had used her little pause to fill her mouth with saliva, then she let it all go in a torrent down the sides of Henry's cock. She even pulled her mouth away from him for a bit, letting a streamer of her own spit lead down to his cock before she started sucking him again. Her spit acted as a lubricant for her hands, which twisted and stroked around Henry's thick shaft while she continued to suck him. Through it all Henry was quite content to sit back and let Nicki do her thing, giving her the lead wherever it may take them. It had been a while since he had enjoyed such a wonderful blow job, and he knew Nicki must be very well practiced. Her mouth felt so good on him he knew he wasn't going to last much longer, and he groaned as he felt his balls aching to release their load. Nicki could feel Henry getting ready to cum as well, in fact she could taste his pre-cum oozing out onto her tongue, which was her signal to stop.

Henry's eyes opened wide with shock as he felt Nicki's mouth slip off his cock. She was stepping back, a smile still on her face as a glob of her spit dribbled down her chin and onto her tits. Clearly she wasn't afraid of what they were doing, and it didn't appear as if she was having second thoughts. Before Henry could speak, Nicki's actions explained everything to him. As she stepped back, she brought her hands first onto her breasts, giving them a caress and squeeze. Deft fingers rolled her hard little nipples before her hands wandered down over her belly and into the waistline of her shorts. In a moment she had the elastic hooked around her fingers, and as Henry watched with obvious delight, Nicki was soon tugging the form fitting material away. It was quite obvious as she peeled the black spandex away that it truly had advertised all of her curves and folds, in fact Nicki had to tug just a little to ease her shorts out from between her pussy lips. Henry liked what he saw, especially when he realized that hot little Nicki's pussy had been shaved completely bare. He rose from his seat in anticipation as he watched Nicki peel the spandex shorts down her legs, until she finally kicked them off. It was Nicki's turn to be surprised this time, for as soon as her shorts were off, she had only enough time to look up before Henry was upon her.

The big black man took her in his arms, taking Nicki around her slender waist and pushing into her. She gave her ground readily, feeling the urgency in his body as it pressed up against hers. He was moving her across the little clearing that they had been in, carrying Nicki in his arms with her feet barely touching the ground. She didn't need to look to see where they were headed, as she soon found herself backed up against a sizable tree. Without a word from Henry, Nicki spread her legs apart as soon as she felt the rough bark against her bare ass, and he lowered an arm for her to rest a thigh against. Normally this would be a difficult position to maintain her balance in, but Henry's strength made it possible for her to be even more flexible. No sooner had Nicki's leg come to rest in the crook of his arm than she felt that hard cock she had been sucking on pressing against her waiting pussy. Henry was shifting his weight around, feeling around for Nicki's pussy with the tip of his cock. It wasn't hard for him to position himself just right, and he soon had himself positioned right on her smooth little slit.

Henry eased himself inside Nicki slowly while he set her down on the ground gently. She was balanced on only one foot, but Henry did a wonderful job of steadying her. Besides, she was pressed up against the tree, and all she had to do was gasp as his fat cock slid deep inside her. To be true, Henry wasn't quite able to get it all in, the angle wasn't quite right, but that didn't stop Nicki from moaning. It had been so long since she'd enjoyed such a thick cock, even though her husband was quite well endowed, Nicki knew instantly that Henry was even bigger. His cock was a tight fit inside her pussy, but the feeling was not at all unpleasant. In fact, Nicki enjoyed the wonderful feeling of fullness she felt inside her cunt as Henry thrust himself inside her. Besides, she was so wet from her anticipation that he was sliding in rather easily. Still, she was gasping each time she felt the big man's cock pounding into her pussy. Henry's strokes were hard and fast, he was even pulling Nicki down onto his cock each time he thrust. Periodically he'd lean back a little, giving him a better view of his cock as it reamed out her sweet little cunt. Nicki was proving to be an excellent fuck, and the sight of his hard black cock plunging in and out of her shaved pink pussy was an added bonus. There was just something inherently hot about watching his dark cock against her pale skin as he shoved it in and out of her pussy. Henry had always had a thing for white women, and to be fucking a hot shaved cunt like Nicki's was something he'd always dreamed of. Sure he'd had his share of lovelies in the past, but not so often recently, which meant that this was one to cherish. Besides, Nicki was a pretty tight fit, despite her reputation, and that heightened Henry's enjoyment even more.

Having Nicki's tight bald pussy wrapped around his cock wasn't all Henry got. Her lovely breasts jiggled nicely each time he slammed her back into the tree with his hard thrusts, and she was moaning and gasping on top of it all. Nicki would toss her head back as Henry's cock pounded into her, flailing the air with her silky brown hair. Her skin was soft to the touch under Henry's hands, yet her body was firm to grasp. Henry leaned back one last time as he fucked her, savoring the sight of his slick cock gliding into Nicki's snatch. A mix of her saliva and cunt juices glistened on his shaft as he pulled it out, and upon seeing this, Henry rammed himself into her hard. His strokes were short and fast now,, and his heavy balls slapped up against Nicki's body as his cock pounded into her. Her gasps became screams as she came, surrendering to the delight of Henry's black cock. Her own fingers dug into Henry's back and shoulders, and she winced as she felt the final powerful thrusts of his cock into her. Nicki's pussy juices dripped down out of her pussy as Henry groaned out loud while forcing his cock all the way inside of her. His thrusts finally came to an end as he rammed his cock in deep, and he pulled Nicki's body tight against his as he came. Hot cum shot out of Henry's cock in great globs, filling up Nicki's hot fuck hole. He had shot it off deep inside her, but it quickly flowed out of her well fucked pussy. All that cum dripped out of her when Henry pulled his cock free of her, dribbling down her thighs and smearing across her bare cunt. The two of them were soaked in sweat from all their exertions, but Henry maintained enough strength to support Nicki in her standing position as she rapidly regained her breath. They both knew that their jog was over, and they left open the possibility of repeating this workout together as they headed back home. Nothing was said to the others of their little morning group, which left quite a bit up to their own speculation.

The next morning was a little awkward out at the bus stop, but Henry spun a good tale of how their jog went, and the normally vocal Nicki gave only demure smiles as answers. Rosemarie and Sheri had been able to get nothing out of her, even when Sheri claimed to detect a slight wobble to Nicki's walk. "What's the matter Nicki? Can't walk straight after a jog with Henry?"

Sheri's pointed question was enough to make Rosemarie blush, but Nicki remained unplussed. Without missing a beat, Nicki hinted that her husband had given her quite a workout the night before, which was the source of her unsteady gait. That information was delivered while she was giving Henry a knowing look and sly wink, and it wasn't untrue either. Her morning fuck with Henry had left Nicki extremely horny the rest of the day, and that night she and her husband had gotten no rest. It was probably a combination of his exertions and Henry's thick cock that had left her pussy satisfied but sore, and it was something she looked forward to experiencing again soon. Other than that, she did a pretty good job at not letting on to anyone that Henry had gotten a taste of her the day before, and he wasn't about to volunteer the information either. They didn't say much more about this, but as the group broke up after the bus came, Nicki gave Henry a longing look as he walked back to his house with the scantily clad Sheri in tow. Ostensibly this would be their morning to work out together with Henry's weights, but Nicki knew how well her session with Henry had gone. She was so engrossed with wondering what Sheri had in store for her that she didn't notice Rosemarie licking her lips as she wondered the same thing.

The walk to Henry's house was a short one, but it was enough to get Sheri's heart racing. She claimed to enjoy a good workout, but Henry's set up of free weights and a universal in his basement was quite foreign to her. Still, she mused that weight training wasn't quite what she had in mind when she agreed to this workout, and she went through the motions with Henry's guidance as best she could. He was distracted by the blonde almost immediately, and not without good reason. Her torn off T-shirt top was a little longer than she had been wearing normally, but that was counterbalanced by the fact that the neckline was torn lower as well. Beneath the soft cotton shirt, a work out bra concealed a pair of perky little breasts. Sheri wasn't as well endowed as either of her friends, but her tits were quite lovely. Even in the tight bra they were bouncy as she took the stairs, and she made no effort to hide them from Henry's eyes. Sky blue shorts made up the rest of her wardrobe, they were short enough to begin with but Sheri had taken the added step of rolling down the waistline a few times too. This gave Henry plenty to leer at as he helped Sheri go through the motions of a proper work out. In truth, it was an interruption to his normal routine, but with the petite blonde for company, Henry didn't mind.

After giving the workout enough time to sputter out, Sheri started poking around the various things Henry kept in his basement. Instead of taking the opportunity to continue his workout, Henry sat and watched the blonde puttering around with great interest. Sheri helped him make that decision with some carefully posed positions, her wiggling buns did the trick as she bent over to pick something up. Her shorts would ride up on her as she did that, exposing a good portion of her cheeks. That was quite a delightful sight, and it was more than enough to keep his attention. She kept poking around, and it didn't take her too long to find some of his police equipment, and she asked for and received a run down on what all his gear was for. Most of it was pretty straightforward, with Henry keeping around various sets of pads and gloves for boxing and things like that. What really piqued Sheri's interest was his bag of riot gear, not so much the helmet and mask, but she came up with a police baton and handcuffs soon enough. Henry watched as she toyed with them for a bit, looking all sweet and innocent as she goofed around with them. She seemed to have a little more interest in a pair of steel handcuffs, and Henry asked if she liked them.

"Do you really use these?" asked Sheri in reply. She had a pouty, innocent look as she stood there, but her body language belied this. The cuffs dangled from an outstretched finger, and Sheri was standing with a hip cocked out and a knee brought up slightly. In short, she looked like many girls who would get busted for hanging out on a street corner and soliciting passers by. Henry smiled at her and nodded in the affirmative as he took a few steps in Sheri's direction.

"Only if I need to."

"And how do you do that?" asked Sheri as she held the cuffs out towards him.

Henry's grin broadened. He took the handcuffs off Sheri's finger with a swipe, and then took a slender wrist in his hands. "Well," he started. "First things first. Up against the wall. And spread 'em." Before Sheri could utter a sound, Henry had her turned around and pressed up against the concrete wall. With his feet he spread Sheri's legs apart, then pushed her arms up and flat against it. A gentler touch was used as he ran his hands down her sides, caressing her body from shoulders on down. Of course, he allowed his hands to linger on her breasts and buns, and she brooked no argument. "Gotta search you first," he explained as he allowed his hands to make another pass. This time he ran them up her inner thighs, and he snuck a finger inside her shorts to get a feel of the hot moisture between her legs. Sheri cooed as she felt this, and offered no resistance as he brought her arms down behind her back. The steel cuffs were cool to the touch as Henry deftly snapped them onto her wrists.

"You can see I'm not hiding anything," smiled Sheri as she looked back over her shoulder at him.

"I can't be too sure about that," explained Henry as he shoved his hands down the front of her shorts. He was pressed up behind her, and she could feel the faint stirrings of his cock through his shorts as he rubbed his fingers along the outer edge of her panties. "Mmm...nice," he commented as he felt the satiny material. "Thong?"

"Uh huh," she murmured as she felt his fingers tracing against her pussy. Sheri could already feel herself getting wet as she stood helpless in front of him. "Is that how you do it?"

"Standard procedure," answered Henry as he stepped back for a moment. Sheri managed to turn around and face him.

"But what if someone does this?" she asked. Henry watched in surprise as she sat herself down on the floor, then proceeded to slip her legs through her arms. In no time at all she had her hands in front of her, and although they were still cuffed together, she wiggled her fingers at Henry.

"Oh, now that's something else," he said as he stepped towards her. "Now you're trying to escape, and we can't have that, can we?" Sheri shook her head 'no' as Henry took her by the arm and backed her up towards a weight bench. She offered no resistance as he laid her down on the bench and undid one side of the handcuffs. "If you do something like that," he started. "Then we have to cuff you down somewhere." With that, he wrapped her arms around a post and re-cuffed her hands up over her head. "There, now you can't get out."

Sheri tugged around for a moment. "No, I can't," she confirmed. "Now what would you do?" She wiggled her legs around a bit as she said that, rubbing her thighs against each other in an effort to quench her rising desire. "Going to search me again?"

Henry only smiled in response. He straddled Sheri's body and let his hands run up her sides again. They came to rest on her bra, and while she wriggled around, he watched for her to nod before he continued. As soon as she did, Henry had her bra pulled up, exposing her perky little tits. Her T-shirt was pushed out of the way also, and both garments were left dangling from Sheri's handcuffed wrists. Sheri tried to reach up and kiss Henry as he stretched over her, but he pulled back as he slithered back down on her. With her body confined to the bench, all she could do was moan as she felt first his hands, then his mouth engulfing her petite breasts. They were firm to the touch and oh so sensitive as Henry's tongue pressed down against a hard nipple. He used a gentle touch with her as he caressed and kneaded her tits to the accompanying sounds of her moaning. "You like that?" asked Henry as he took his mouth off of her while changing sides.

"God yes!" came Sheri's breathless reply. More moans followed as he sucked down on her other breast and let his hand stroke where he had been sucking before. Her tits were wet with his saliva, and he pinched her nipples lightly while sucking her. Momentarily, Henry stopped, sliding back up along the bench to bring his cock up to Sheri's tits. Without a word, he tugged his shorts down to free himself before placing his shaft directly in Sheri's cleavage. His hands squeezed her tits together while he started to stroke, fucking Sheri's tits and aiming his cock at her mouth. This lasted only briefly, for as soon as Sheri started lashing out her tongue at him, Henry slid up even further, letting the blonde take the tip of his hard cock into her mouth.

Sheri sucked greedily as soon as Henry's cock was in her mouth, and she could feel him thrusting himself gently into her mouth. Her tongue flicked out at him each time he pulled his cock out of her mouth, as Sheri was powerless to use her hands to guide him. The feeling of having the black man fucking her face while she lay helpless was wonderful, she knew that feeling him fucking her somewhere else would be even better. Henry had now switched to rubbing his cock all over her face, coating her cheeks with her own saliva before plunging his cock into her mouth again. Sheri's upper body was pinned by his weight, but her legs and thighs were rubbing ceaselessly against each other as she continued to suck him. She knew how slutty she had to look, a petite little blonde with an impossibly large black cock thrusting in and out of her mouth. Henry liked it too, but he retained enough self control to know when to stop. Just as he had done the day before with Nicki, Henry abruptly pulled his cock away from her, allowing Sheri one last lick before he stepped down between her legs.

In a flash Henry had pulled Sheri's shorts off, they were followed quickly with her soaked thong. The pale blue material already showed a dark wet spot from where her pussy had been dripping, this was something that did not escape Henry's notice. He stood back a moment as Sheri spread her legs for him, taking note of the short brown hairs of Sheri's trimmed patch. She was mostly shaved clean, just like her friend, but a triangle of neatly trimmed brown hairs belied the bleach blonde's true coloring. Her husband rather liked it that way, and Sheri was more than happy to oblige. It was obvious that Henry enjoyed this as well, for her was quick to slide between those spread legs and position his cock just right. Sheri braced herself in anticipation, waiting for the first thrust of that hard cock into her pussy. It still came as a surprise, for Henry slid the length of his pole against the wet lips of her cunt and over her clit instead of plunging it right in. A moan escaping from Sheri's lips was cut short as he shoved the wet crotch of her panties into her mouth. They were wadded up like a gag, and Sheri could taste the juices of her own pussy as Henry's cock finally found its way inside her. Her eyes opened with shock as she felt his steel hard cock tearing into her, and despite having her panties in her mouth, Sheri managed a pleasure filled scream.

Those screams continued as Henry forced his cock deep inside her. Sheri's pussy was a very tight fit, indeed Henry was the biggest man she'd ever had fuck her. Her screams alternated with squeals as she felt his cock probing deep inside her with each hard thrust. Truly Henry was using all of his strength to pound himself into her, and she took it quite willingly. His hands had moved off of her breasts and were now pushing her thighs up and back, spreading that hot cunt even wider for his dark shaft to penetrate. From his position, Henry could watch his cock sinking deep into Sheri's pussy every time he thrust. Her little titties jiggled every time his cock slammed into her, and her face was contorted as she winced at the feeling of Henry's cock reaming her. It was an enjoyable feeling though, and before long Sheri's eyes were open as she gasped at the incredible feeling of Henry fucking her. Her body tossed around on the bench as much as her arms being chained to the post would let her, the effect was that she ended up tossing her hair around a lot. All that writhing made Henry fuck her even harder, he was pushing her down against the bench as his cock pounded in and out of her. Occasionally, Henry would pull his cock out of Sheri's pussy and stroke it against her clit, driving her wild each time he did it. Henry soon realized this, and after a few more body shaking thrusts into her cunt, pulled his cock out and started humping Sheri's clit. The feeling of that long black shaft rubbing against her clit made Sheri's eyes roll, it felt that good. After only a few long strokes, she was screaming for more and more, begging Henry to fuck her good. He kept at it as she arched her back, pressing herself against him tightly until her pussy juices flowed out in a steady stream. Her orgasm came out in sobbing gasps as she squeezed herself against him, mashing her cunt against Henry's throbbing cock. He looked down to see her juices gushing out of the red opening of her snatch before driving himself in deeper and deeper. Sheri was still cumming, gasping and moaning as she felt Henry fucking her with a vengeance, using her body for his own pleasure. Being handcuffed down only heightened her sense of pleasure, she felt herself giving her body to him and cumming louder and louder as he fucked her like a cheap little whore. She imagined herself to be one and came again, the erotic thought setting off a new wave of pleasure as she surrendered to his big black cock. Henry's shaft was fully coated in Sheri's cum by now, and with his balls slapping against her he felt his own impending orgasm. It only took a few more hard thrusts into her nasty little pussy as Henry savored the hot fuck they were sharing. Sheri's legs were high up in the air now, splayed apart to let him in deep as she held nothing back from him. His hands were pressing against her thighs as he fucked her, getting in one last mighty stroke. He felt his balls about ready to explode as his cock slid into Sheri one last time, and that's when he pulled himself free of her.

Her legs dropped down to the bench as Henry took his hands off of her and he bounded over her petite little body as it writhed on the bench. Sheri saw him coming towards her, and somehow she had enough presence of mind to open her mouth to take his hard cock in one more time, right before he came. Like it had been with Nicki the day before, Henry's cum shot was a torrent of sticky hot cum that splashed all over Sheri's lips and tongue. Plenty of it was swallowed down her throat as he forced his cock into her waiting mouth, but lots more dribbled over her lips and smeared across her face. Instinctively, Sheri winced as Henry came, fearful of his hot jizz burning her eyes, but the black man's aim was true. He unloaded his cum into her mouth and onto her face, and she took it all willingly. Sheri managed to swallow what she could, letting the rest drip down and cover her face, and she took even more of it in when Henry slid his cock into her mouth once again. She sucked a sweet mixture of her own juices and his cum off of his cock, cleaning him with her tongue like a good little slut. He pressed his cock into her mouth deep as he had done before, getting Sheri to suck every last drop of cum out of him before he unlocked her handcuffs. Even so, she stayed close to him, sucking gently as they shared in the afterglow of their workout.

Somehow even Nicki and Sheri were able to keep their workout sessions with Henry from each other, although in private they willingly blabbed minor hints to Rosemarie. She was the quietest of the bunch, and for years they had always been able to rely on her silence. They knew she'd never talk, and it only took a few private conversations for Rosemarie to learn enough about what had been happening during their workouts with Henry. This time, however, they didn't realize that she was gathering all of this information for her own purposes, and as luck would have it, neither one would be around when she finally acted on it. What she did learn about Henry confirmed Rosemarie's long standing suspicions, and all she had to do was wait until the time was right. Both Sheri and Nicki had planned on more sessions with Henry, which wasn't always going to be possible. He did have a real workout routine to follow, and as good as those hot cunts were, he had to stick to it. On one such afternoon, with Nicki and Sheri away, Rosemarie happened on Henry as he was returning from his jog. Innocently enough, she asked him for some help in her attic, and he graciously offered his services. Up until now, his relationship with Rosemarie had been cordial, she wasn't nearly as familiar with him as the other two, although she was starting to be more flirty with him. Like her companions, she was dressed to thrill when she called Henry over, it wasn't as overt as they would do, but it did have its intended effect.

When Rosemarie called Henry over, she had just come out of an over-air conditioned room, which left her sizable nipples rock hard against the thin fabric of yet another sun dress. The peach material was light enough that the dark circles of her aureole were visible as Henry spoke with her, and his eyes were naturally drawn down there. Of all his new neighbors, Rosemarie was the most voluptuous, and she used it to her advantage. She also seemed to be the most reserved of the bunch, so it did come as a bit of a surprise when she led Henry upstairs. Once in there, she pulled down the overhead door to access the storage level. As she explained to Henry, she didn't feel completely comfortable in climbing the ladder herself, and appreciated the fact that he would steady it for her. Upon hearing this, he offered to climb it himself, but Rosemarie pointed out that he didn't know what box she was looking for. That was a reasonable explanation, and she fished a couple of boxes down and handed them him. Henry was more than happy to help a neighbor, and while this was a nice change of pace from his sessions with Nicki and Sheri, he couldn't help but think about those luscious breasts he had already gotten a peek at. He'd also managed to sneak a peek at Rosemarie as she climbed the ladder, her sun dress was a little too long for that, but Henry thought he caught a glimpse of her hot buns beneath there. It was when he was fantasizing about how good Rosemarie looked under that dress when her call interrupted his thoughts.

"Henry, I'm in a bit of trouble," called Rosemarie. She was part way down the attic ladder, with only her legs visible beneath the opening in the ceiling.

"What is it? What's wrong?"

"I...I think I'm losing my balance, can you give me a hand?"

"Sure." With that, Henry climbed up behind Rosemarie on the ladder. She had strategically kept her legs apart, giving him an unobstructed view of her from behind as he made his way up. It was clear that she was wearing no underwear beneath her sun dress, giving Henry a great look at her beaver. That sight alone brought a smile to his face as he reached her perch.

"Wait, wait, I'm slipping!" she cried out, and thudded down a couple of steps. Henry instinctively raised his arms to catch her and found his hands squarely against her rump, causing Rosemarie to gasp.

"It's all right, I've got you," he soothed, unsure if she was really losing her step or if she was grinding her hips against him. Another gyration followed, and Henry knew that one had to be deliberate.

"Oh, I know you do," giggled Rosemarie. "Want to give me a boost back up there?"

"OK" replied Henry. It didn't take much of an exertion for him to push her back up over the edge of the access hatch, and when she was up there, Rosemarie turned around. She was now in a sitting position with Henry just below her on the ladder. Her dress had gotten hiked up when she was moving around, and her knees were spread apart as she looked down at Henry.

"Like what you see?" she purred. Her arms stretched up out of her straps. "Want to see more?" The top of Rosemarie's sun dress fell away. Her gorgeous breasts spilled out, rosy nipples all hard against her creamy white skin.

"I do, I sure do," uttered Henry as he finished his climb into the attic. Well, almost finished, for as soon as his head was between Rosemarie's thighs, he pushed her dress all the way out of his way and leaned into her pussy. Her bright eyes opened wide as she felt his hot tongue licking at the outer folds of her cunt, and she spread her legs to give him complete unfettered access to her snatch. Henry probed his tongue into her deep while caressing her clit with a free hand. He smoothed away the auburn hairs framing her pussy as he kissed her down there, first where he'd been licking her and then squarely on her clit. Rosemarie's cunt tasted so sweet on Henry's tongue, and her hands guided him back down into her. He wrapped an arm around her back to steady himself as he licked her, probing his way deep into her pussy with his tongue. The fingers that had been caressing her clit gave way to his lips, and they in turn poked their way into her hot box. Rosemarie's soft flesh gave way to him very easily, and she soon found herself moaning her excitement as her tongued her. Henry had never expected this from her, but he was quite willing to play along, just as he'd always been with her friends. She moaned louder and louder for him, and her hands pulled his head down into her even more as his tongue found all of her sweet spots.

"Oh, God! That's so good!" she cried out as he nibbled on her clit. Her hot pussy juices flowed out onto his fingers and tongue, Henry licked them clean before sliding them back inside her. She had taken two fingers immediately, and even a third slid in easily, although it did draw another long, loud moan from Rosemarie. He was engrossed enough with eating the auburn haired vixen's cunt enough that she was able to take one of her hands and start massaging an exposed breast, making her big nipples protrude even more. "More, more," she gasped as she enjoyed every sensation of the big man's tongue lashing out at her cunt. "Oh God! Oh my God!" she cried as she came, succumbing to the awesome feeling of his hot mouth sucking on her clit. Rosemarie's pussy hairs were tickling Henry's nose as he buried his face in her snatch, licking and sucking as she squeezed tight against him. A shriek announced the final arrival of her orgasm, brought on by Henry's tongue dipping into her pussy while he furiously rubbed at her clit. More surprising to Henry was the gush of hot cunt juices into his mouth as she came, it squirted out of her and splashed against his face. What he was unable to swallow puddled onto the wooden stairs. Henry looked up at Rosemarie, she was writhing about in her seat and tossing her head about, deep in the throes of her orgasm. The sweet aroma of her juices wafted up at him from where they were spilled, and he started to push forward against her. Henry wanted Rosemarie bad, and she was more than willing to oblige.

Rosemarie's breath came in great deep gasps as she recovered from her orgasm, never had she expected Henry to tongue her so well. She motioned for him to follow her all the way into the attic, where she knew he had needs to be fulfilled. He quite willingly followed her up there, and as soon as he did, Henry's eyes lit up. Rosemarie was waiting for him, reclined against a pillow with her legs still parted. Her wet cunt still dripped from his tonguing, and she was fingering herself just a little. The attic space she was in had been partially finished, to what end Henry could only guess. Mirrors lined the walls and a plush carpet covered the floor. Along a wall Henry could see a couple of mattresses, and strewn about were all manner of sex toys. Clearly Rosemarie had a secret as well, one he knew instantly her friends had not one clue about. "My husband and I entertain up here," she explained. "And I think we'd like you to be a part of our 'inner circle', if you'd like to be." Henry could only nod as he approached her. Rosemarie spun around, her back to him as she clutched the pillow in tight. "Do you like it this way?" she asked. "You can do anything you want," added Rosemarie before Henry could respond. Her knees inched apart as she did, giving him a clear invitation. as he came up to her from behind.

She could see him in any one of the mirrors in the room, and she braced herself as he settled in behind her. His shorts had been unable to conceal the fact that his cock was rock hard after he'd eaten her cunt, and Rosemarie sucked in a breath as she saw it exposed for the first time. Now she knew why her friends were smiling about him all the time, and she prepared herself to experience it for herself. Slowly she lowered her head down onto the floor, raising her hips to match his. Her knees slid even farther apart, and she felt strong hands grabbing the soft cheeks of her ass. The hourglass of her figure was quite clear to Henry as he poised himself behind her, positioning himself just right before easing his cock into her. A squeal escaped from Rosemarie's lips as she felt that thick pole pressing into her ass, and another followed as she felt Henry pop it all the way in. Her ass was spread wide for him, and his cock inched its way inside her. Rosemarie had a good idea of what to expect from him, yet it still came as a bit of a surprise as he cock reamed her tight little bunghole. He was already starting to thrust as her body yielded to him, and she was soon squealing with delight. It was a rare thing for Rosemarie to give her ass up to be fucked like this, but what better way for her to reward Henry for the exquisite job he'd done with his tongue. He was leaning over her, pressing her down with his weight as he fucked her from behind, letting himself enjoy every moment of fucking this white girl's ass. Her breasts found their way into Henry's hands, and her nipples were pinched between his fingers. They were so luxurious to the touch that Henry started fucking her even harder. Rosemarie responded by bringing her fingers back to her cunt, rubbing her clit while she let a new man butt fuck her. Her hips ground against him with each thrust of his cock into her tight buns, and she felt his balls swaying against her ass faster and faster.

"Ungh! Yes!" she grunted as Henry's thrust came in harder and faster. "You like that? Grabbing onto my nice, white ass while you fuck it?"

"Oh my God yes!" gasped Henry as he strained against her tight grip.

"Mmm...yeah...fuck me!" Rosemarie turned to look at him. "Better than that slut Nicki?" she asked. He nodded. "Like it better than fucking that bitch Sheri? Oh, I bet you do," continued Rosemarie. "And I bet you'll love coming up here and watching other guys do the same," she went on. "Oh, God! Oh yes! Come on, give it to me, shove that big black cock deep into my ass!"

"Oh God! Oh God!" cried out Henry as Rosemarie continued talking dirty to him. She was saying such filthy, nasty things as he rammed his cock into her ass, deeper and deeper, harder with each passing stroke. "Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Can't wait to fuck you every way I want!" he shouted as he slammed into her one last time. His balls spasmed as he did, spewing his hot cum deep inside Rosemarie's ass. Together their bodies lurched forward, coming to rest in a tangle of arms and legs wrapped around each other tightly. Henry's cock had popped out of Rosemarie's ass as they tumbled, and the last of his cum had shot out over her belly and cunt. He wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled the side of her neck as they rested there. Surely this scene would be played out up here again and again. Rosemarie obviously had a stable of studs who would come service her up here, and Henry could hardly wait to see them in action. He may even be able to convince his wife to join in, surely Rosemarie's husband deserved at least a taste of her. One day they might even be able to include their other friends as well, even if Nicki wasn't the slut of the neighborhood that she thought she was. For now though, they lay in each other's arms, breathlessly wondering what adventures would lie ahead for everyone who shared the hottest bus stop in the neighborhood.